A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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This Is A Daily Reminder

This is a daily reminder

To relax,

To not get angry over small things,

To

Stay With Me

Listen to my heart as it screams your name.

Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.

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ZINDGI KYA EK KITAAB HAI

क्या जिंदगी सच में किताब है

 

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Zindgi Tere Naam

 

phir aaj koi gazal tere naam na ho jaye

kahin likhte likhte shaam na ho ja

ZIKR TERI OR MERI BATON KE

Zikr tera meri baaton me hone laga hai, 

Tera har khwaab aankhon me rehne laga hai,<

Nobody's Perfect, Right?

I messed up today, not something I wanted to do.

I ruined a relationship by going off on

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

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mea mantar hun

वन्देमातरम गीत नहीं मैं मंत्र हूँ जी�

Who Nose...

Some areas long as hoses

You buy at a garden store.

Mine can be used to smell ros

Aankho hi aankhon mein

Aankho hi aankhon mein Baatein isharon mein

Tumne jo mujhse kahi hai Aisa kyu lagta hai